Do we smell good?

I read this the other day, ” Don’t look back it’s not the way you are going.”  A renowned philosopher, Kirkegaard said ” Life is lived forwards but understood backwards.”

Despite my last blog, which gave the impression that I might stop attending Church, I haven’t, well only because I had a chest infection. there is nothing worse than the person that keeps coughing through the bits you are trying to hear.

I did get to a point when I had to have a rant about what we are doing to Churches, and I don’t mean the buildings.

Pat Rollins says, “Winnie the Pooh is one of the greatest philosophers,  He get’s dragged down the stairs bumping his head on every step.” The poem asks “Is there a better way to come down stairs?”

“Church”; say that word to most people and they will tell you about the stone or brick building down the road that sometimes has a pointy bit on top. If you live in England, and I miss this , there are bells. Some are beautiful buildings with amazing architecture and steeped in history,sometimes it’s a borrowed school or community center ,other times a chapel. But on the whole Church is thought of as a building.

But if there’s no one in it, is it a church? Church should be a space, where you can go in and leave your “stuff” at the door. Where you are suspended in God’s presence, aware but unaware of those around you. Sharing in worship. Rick Warren suggests that when believers worship, those who as yet don’t know God will be drawn to him.

We need to create a space where God can work. If you go into a supermarket and you smell the bread baking ,you catch the aroma. You want to taste it. They tell you that that is one of the ways to sell your house, put bread in the oven for that wonderful homely smell. That is what we as Christians should be, an “aroma”. We should smell good!

If I was able I would get the lovely lady who writes the “Postcards from Heaven” blog, (do read it if you haven’t yet) to paint a nice picture of steaming bread.

An Anarchist  was apparently heard to say “The only church that illuminates is a burning one.”  We need to be on fire and get those ovens hot! (not in the Hansel and Gretel mode!)

Don’t look back, move forward.


Let’s give up “church” for Lent!!!!     Let’s make it the place people want to be.



I hate “CHURCH”.

I am going to say something shocking. If you are a Church goer you might tutt, or feel sorry for me or you might agree.

I hate going to Church. There I said it.

I haven’t always felt like that. I look back at times when I couldn’t wait to get there. To hear what God had been doing in people’s lives. Enjoying learning something new and singing songs to worship the God I adore.

So what has changed. Not my belief, that has grown in spades and I am absolutely assured that Jesus rose from the dead and that He was tortured and executed on my behalf so that I know where I am going when I die, to live eternally with him.

That is the most awesome, fantastic thing in the Universe. I’m going to one day leave this world and be forever with the one person who loves me unconditionally.

In the meantime I’m told not to give up meeting with like-minded folk, and Bean in Serviceto tell others about Jesus, well if you knew you were on the path to heaven and you could see your friends, relatives and neighbours setting off down another path, would you keep it to yourself? No.

I’m told that “the sabbath” is God’s day when we spend time with Him. So I go and sit in a pew, and like a Mr Bean sketch, I hear a lot being said from the front which I have a tendency to switch off from most days. I try to join in the prayers and I get chatting away to God and find that everyone has finished and gone on to something else before I’m ready. There are a few Hymns interspersed with the rhetoric, some I know, some I don’t, but played at half speed and if all are in a minor key, I can feel quite depressed about it all.

I wonder if God looks down at it all and says “Is that all you can manage ,after all I have done for you?”. Now I know not all Churches are like this, I have been to some very good ones where people of all shapes and sizes from drug addicts to Judges are welcomed and have a great time together; but with no public transport on a Sunday and living out in the sticks, there isn’t a lot of choice.I did get the chance to go to something at the other extreme last week, but it scared me silly and I come from a “charismatic” background.

So if I don’t want to go, I have every sympathy with you if you don’t want to either. But don’t miss out on what Jesus has done for you ,just because some of His followers misrepresent Him.

Go and conquer!

Woke up at 6.30 and thought I’ll just have another half hour before checking my daughter is up for school. At 7 20 woke up again! It just went downhill from there really. Walked the dogs in the dark and got soaked in the rain, school clothes put out last night had mysteriously disappeared, bacon burned and set the fire alarm off, the ancient fridge that is very temperamental, hadn’t been shut properly the night before (probably me) and had completely iced the freezer box and dripped water into everything.

Daughter had emptied cat litter into kitchen bin but missed, and why didn’t I finish last nights washing up before I went to bed?

D went to school having one bite of sandwich, chimney sweep hasn’t been in touch, and can’t light the burner because a neighbour alerted me to sparks flying from chimney AGAIN!Temperature forecast to be below freezing for the rest of this week. So I am not having a good start to my day.

Have put soothing music on (Radio 3) nice bit of harpsichord. Found smelly wet dogs have curled up on sofa ,but I don’t care. Nothing is really as bad as it seems, nothing a hoover, some polish and hot soapy water won’t sort.

If only life was as easy to fix sometimes. I have been wished a “Happy New Year” many times in the last week. Peaceful or non -stressful would do. Last year spent settling into a new house, getting used to being single again and the divorce going through, remaining unemployed despite applying for numerous jobs and sending son off to college took/takes courage. Someone told me that being courageous is just doing things while feeling scared.So true.

I read in the media ,who seem to relish the reporting, that so few of the population attend church or profess to be Christian. All seemingly based on the Church of England statistics. Well formal church may not meet the needs of society these days, “church ” has become less popular, but it has little to do with belief.We need to wake up and give folk places they want to attend, but I don’t know how people manage without God. I need Him every minute of everyday. Churches, society may change, but thankfully He does not, HE is always there and nothing can separate us from him.

Paul wrote to the Roman Church and told them:
37 But in all these things we overwhelmingly conquer through Him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus….

We are conquerors and I’m off to conquer my house and anything else that crops up to day, and I shall do it chatting to my creator … Hope you have a good day too.
a conquerer